The M134 7.62mm rapid-fire machine gun, which has a maximum rate of fire of up to 6,000 rounds per minute.

The power of the firearm is not judged simply by the type of bullet used, the power of the M134 rapid-fire machine gun can be said to be known by whoever uses it.

The power at the extremely high rate of fire is extremely high, and any non-heavily armored object within a hundred meters will be pierced, and ordinary flesh and blood can even be directly torn apart after being hit.

When this thing gets in motion, it's a real rain of bullets. The sound of sudden bursts continued, and the dust on the ground continued to burst out, instantly chiseling out a large circle of dense bullet holes.

The stones and other things had no resistance in front of this thing at all, as long as they were touched by bullets, they all broke into countless fragments and flew everywhere.

I haven't tried it, and Zhao Fan doesn't know if he can hold the powerful bullet of this thing, the speed under his feet has been increased to the extreme, and his body keeps moving in a strange curve irregularly.

The velocity of fire is too high, and the bullets seem endless. Even though his speed had already exceeded the limits of human beings, he still couldn't dodge it all, and a bullet still swept him in the shoulder under his full concentration.

The huge tearing force pulled his body backwards, but his feet were moving forward rapidly, and the volley was a backward flip under the action of the two forces.

It was only delayed for less than half a second, and two bullets fell on him again, one hit the calf and the other hit the lower back.

He grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to stay, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment, continuing to dodge the bullets that fell like a torrential rain.

There was a paining pain in his legs and shoulders, and without looking down, the probe could see that two bullets had been embedded in him. With his 1,400 points of defensive attributes, he is still able to withstand such a terrifying firearm shooting.

This situation is almost inexplicable, the helicopter is in the sky, and the bullets are constantly pouring towards him. Not to mention that he can't fly, even if he can fly, he will have to be knocked off by this thing when he is in the air.

Moreover, the terrain here is relatively flat, except for a small canyon less than 100 meters long where the other side has placed mortar positions, there are no decent bunkers in other places at all.

Under this absolute suppression, even if he is given a bazooka at this time, there will be no chance to launch.

"It's both planes and tanks, and it's really Nima who is rich and capricious. ”

Zhao Fan cursed in his heart, but he didn't even have a chance to breathe, endured the pain on his body, and ran wildly again.

It was also because of this chase that he finally went around to the rear of the mortar position. He didn't know if the big guy in the sky would stop if he rushed into those people, but the only option at this time could only be this.

The power of the weapons in the hands of these people was also amazing, and all kinds of bullets instantly poured towards Zhao Fan like a torrential rain.

Zhao Fan is not a god, with such fierce firepower, he can't completely dodge it after all. In the process of rapid impact, I don't know how many more hits.

Most of the bullets couldn't do much damage to him, only the two shots on his back that were swept by the machine gun were a hot pain, which made him can't help but let out a muffled snort.

By the time he got close to the fifty-meter range, the group had already abandoned the mortar position and fled quickly. However, their speed could not be compared with Zhao Fan after all, and he finally rushed into the crowd of the other party.

Soon, Zhao Fan also understood why these people fled.

They weren't necessarily afraid of him, but it seemed that the helicopter, which was already flying to the face, had no intention of letting go at all, and continued to strafe indiscriminately.

The screams rang out instantly, and as long as someone was hit, there was a burst of flesh and blood.

In the face of this kind of thing, no one is immune, as long as they are hit, even if they are only hit in the limbs, there is absolutely no reason to survive if they are not rescued immediately.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

At this time, Zhao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, because he saw the two main battle tanks that had rushed up the hillside.

There is a 7.62mm ПkТ side-by-side machine gun on the right side of the main weapon of the two steel behemoths, and there is also an anti-aircraft machine gun mounted on the commander's control tower, but because of this, he sees hope for a reversal.

As long as it is a gun, it must have bullets to shoot, although the M134 uses an off-chain ammunition feeder, but there is a time when the bullets will eventually run out.

This may not be much time, but it is enough for Zhao Fan.

The machine gun on the T80 main battle tank had already fired, and Zhao Fan behind the rock wall squatted slightly, and the other party instantly lost his vision, and the gunfire also paused for a moment.

This slight squat was also an extremely short accumulation process for him.

The next moment, like a cannonball out of his load, he rushed from the top of the hill towards the nearest tank.

The sudden sound of machine guns rang out again, but Zhao Fan had already reached the side of the tank's tracks, and while jumping up under his feet, his hand was slightly adjusted by the side of the tank, and he climbed to the top of the turret in an instant.

The unlucky guy who came out of his head to control the machine gun had just touched the melee weapon on his waist before being pinched by Zhao Fan and thrown out by his neck for a second.

The M134 on the helicopter began to breathe fire again, and after Zhao Fan was shot in the shoulder again, he finally got into the constantly shaking tank.

The T80 main battle tank has a crew of three people, and the driver is located in the center of the front of the hull.

At this moment, there were two crew members in the fighting compartment that Zhao Fan entered, and there was already an unlucky egg who was thrown out by Zhao Fan, and the remaining one only let out a scream, and was choked off by Zhao Fan.

The two people in the fighting compartment were already dead, and the driver inside the hull naturally knew. After the tank rushed to the top of the hill, he made an emergency stop, and quickly took out his pistol and fired wildly at Zhao Fan.

Even at such a close distance, the pistol couldn't cause any damage to Zhao Fan. With a sneer on his lips, he controlled the .7mm anti-aircraft machine gun on the turret and aimed it at the helicopter that had already approached.

The helicopter, which was still sudden, was instantly muted, and the two people on the plane had frightened looks on their faces.

After being pressed and beaten for so long, when it was finally his turn to play, where would there be the slightest hesitation? The sudden sound roared in his ears, and the 12.7 mm bullet like a small artillery shell left a line of holes in the helicopter in an instant.

Zhao Fan had already rehearsed it quickly in his mind before climbing into the tank, and the purpose of the shot was very clear, and the ultimate goal was naturally to destroy the helicopter, even if he couldn't do it, he had to kill the pilot.

So the moment he fired the shot, he directly aimed at the position of the helicopter cockpit, and the first bullet made the helicopter go west.

The incomparably dense bullets that followed left countless holes in the helicopter's fuselage, and the helicopter was completely unavoidable from such a close shot, and soon circled in the sky like a drunk, and fell to the ground in the distance with a scream of billowing smoke.

When the rumbling explosion appeared, Zhao Fan had already arrived in the cockpit of the tank. The driver looked at this monster that couldn't even shoot a gun, and was completely desperate, and was pinched off by Zhao Fan almost without resistance.

After throwing this person aside, Zhao Fan sat in the cockpit for a while, and the tank, which had been stopped for nearly a minute, let out a roar again, turned around with great flexibility, and rushed straight towards the other tank that was turning the turret and preparing to fire.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, a shell accurately hit the turret of Zhao Fan's tank, and the huge force almost resisted the advance of this tank, and even almost flipped the entire tank over.

This is really a real-life version of the spear and shield story, the T80 main battle tank has composite armor on the front of the hull, and the front upper armor plate is composed of multiple layers. Its 125mm tank gun can fire three types of shells: tail stabilized armor-piercing shells, tail stabilized armor-piercing shells and grenades.

I don't know what kind of shell the other party used in a hurry, anyway, Zhao Fan's exploration technique only saw that the armor in front of the tank had been deformed, and the tank track, which had paused for a moment, had dug up countless sand on the ground, and then rushed towards that side at a rapid speed again.

The distance was too close, and the shells fired by the second artillery didn't know where to hit at all, and they only had time to drive a distance of dozens of meters forward, and the tank driven by Zhao Fan crashed into its side with a bang.

He didn't intend to engage in any tank battle with the other party at all, and before he could collide, he had already climbed onto the turret, and he had already jumped out at the moment of impact.

The next moment, the same story played out in this tank, and the three crew members had no room for resistance in front of Zhao Fan at all, and they were all solved by him in an instant.

Zhao Fan sat in the driver's seat of this tank, feeling the burning pain in his legs, shoulders and back, with fine beads of sweat on his face.

It's been a long time since it's hurt like this, and although these few blows didn't kill him, they also hurt him a lot.

The power of this thing M134 is indeed terrifying, and the internal qi protects the body, and the defense value of 1,400 points is still not completely blocked. was shot four times, although it was said that there was no blood, and it was not said that it was bone-moving, but it was definitely a tendon injury.

He grinned and examined the wound, looking at the large black green where the bullet hit, he was also a little afraid.

There are still thousands of skill points in the system that are useless, and he has always felt that it is not very important to control the steed step, so he has never planned to upgrade this skill. But today, if he didn't have the help of the horse, and was hit by the bullets like a torrential rain, even if he didn't die, it would definitely make him want to die.

At this time, he didn't have much time to think about these messy things, but after a slight pause, he decisively started the tank and continued to rampage in the direction of the target.

The tank had just run a few hundred meters away, and two more tanks appeared a kilometer ahead, and before he could react, two whistling voices appeared.

The two missiles were in front of him almost the moment he saw them, and then he heard a loud roar, and the entire tank seemed to have been lifted into the air.

The AT-8 Songbird anti-tank missile has a range of 4,000 meters and a muzzle velocity of 150 meters per second, and the booster engine can increase the missile's flight speed to 500 meters per second, and it only takes seven seconds to fly 3,000 meters.

At a distance of one thousand meters, almost two seconds away, Zhao Fan's only reaction was to deflect the tank a little direction.

The turret of the tank was directly lifted out, and another missile blew a large hole in the rear of the tank's body.